Stumbled In Love [Complete]

Special Chapter 5.

****Mature****

I am going to murder Kongpob.

No seriously. Slaughter the man and chop him up into a zillion pieces the minute I have the chance to get my hands on him in relative solitude is the second he is a goner. Or at least that was the plan.

Do you people even know how freaking embarrassing it was standing in front of his parents telling them I was hoping to spend the day at Kong's apartment. Alone. Blushing redder than a baboons bottom as I heard them try to bite down on their smirks while his mom made me repeat a whole five times the directions to the bakery.

So what does this idiot do right after ruining the surprise I have been practicing for him for a week? Drag me right back in front of his parents and announce to his entire household that we weren't going to join them for the countryside get away cause we needed to 'be boyfriends together'. His words precisely. What's worse is when his mom asked if they should leave the car behind for our use, he actually went ahead to say 'No thanks, we don't plan to leave the bedroom much.' His sisters giggling relentlessly in the background as the brightest blush stamped permanently on my face.

Subtlety, people! Have we even heard of the word? I swear between Kong and Erica I'm sure they have taken the concept somewhere to the back alley and buried it six feet under.

Have I mentioned I'm going to murder Kong? Yeah, the man is dead. I mean as soon as I can manage to actually get out from the bathroom of the huge hotel room he has booked for the next three days. Or I guess I am going to be the man with the most hydrated face on the planet seeing how I rush off to the security of the washroom every 10 minutes, splashing the cool liquid of my face to calm down my overheating skin. Hell, I had already showered three times, getting nervous and bored pacing up and down the bathroom after scurrying away as soon as possible everytime I smelt Kong's perfume a little too close. My brain in hyperdrive as I felt too anxious being alone with Kong in this hotel room knowing full well what his intentions were, all while being insanely turned on cause my intentions kinda sorta perfectly overlapped with his too.

But you know what is the worst part of it all? Other than rather purposely embarrassing me in front of his folks in the morning, the boy hadn't laid one finger on me all day. Hell he hadn't even hinted at anything even though both of us laid around willing and ready on the couch all day with a perfectly good bed not five feet away apparently not having been used yet. I know I am a nervous Nancy, scuttling away constantly, but what the hell was his excuse? Can he pounce me already before I have to practically get down on my knees and beg?

Pulling the ends of the bathrobe tighter around my torso, I took in a deep breath and moved towards the door once again. And yup, you heard that right. We have reached the point where we are going to be parading around in front of Kong in nothing but a robe, which leaves us a only step away from the 'let's fuck' message idea from Erica. I swear if even this doesn't work I'm totally dumping that dumbo's ass.

Except as soon as I swung the door open to step back inside the room, I crashed straight into a waiting Kong. His arms automatically wrapping around my waist to stabilize the both of us while I was practically stuck along the length of his body. His fingers clutching at the fabric on the back of my robe as he almost subconsciously gathered me further into his chest.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah...yeah...I'm...I'm fine."

"Good. That's good. You were just in there for a long time so I thought I would come and check..."

"Oh, yeah, I was just getting ready for...bed."

Yet even after I'm practically yelling from the rooftops, Kong simply stood there, arms lightly wrapped around my body, his forehead dropped against my shoulder as if it was physically impossible for him to move away. His breathing pronouncedly more ragged, as I felt his heart thump wildly against my chest.